Author's notes: Ok, maybe Batman's outburst kinda sucked and wasn't really like him at all. Perhaps this chapter makes up for it. Please R&R.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Justice LeagueChapter 6
So he had hated Fitzryers all his life, Diana thought to herself as she went back to the medical bay. I need to find out why.
She entered the room. J'onn was busy fiddling and mixing chemicals. Lantern and Superman were staring at Flash who was still unconscious.
"I may be able to revive him with this simple Martian formula. I can't guarantee results," J'onn was saying.
"Don't worry. If it doesn't, Batman will find something. He doesn't know the meaning of failure," Superman said, reassuringly. Diana didn't hear a word. She was too busy thinking about the kiss, the outburst, and the tear. She loved Batman so much now that it hurt. It would hurt even more to give in to Fitzryers.
"Superman, I need to speak with you," Diana said. He nodded and followed her out the door.
"Batman suggested that the only way to find out what the antidote is to well...get up close and personal with Fitzryers," she said, uncomfortably.
"I know. I heard his little outburst. The whole Watchtower heard it." He muttered. "But there should be another way to find out what the antidote is..."
Diana highly doubted it. From what she knew of the opposite sex, she could easily say that they would do anything for just one thing.
They walked back to the medical bay and watched with bated breath as J'onn fed Flash the revival medication. Nothing happened for a few minutes, then...
"Ugh...that stuff tastes nasty." Flash said weakly, opening his eyes. They all looked down at him, smiling.
"Welcome back, buddy. We thought we lost you," John said, softly.
"What happened? Oh no. How could she do this to me? I thought she loved me." The Flash said sadly. The members didn't ask him to explain because he didn't seem like he wanted to.
"Oh, my head hurts so much. And there's a slight burning sensation in my stomach. I don't...I don't feel right at all." The Flash's voice was slurring. Diana's feeling of relief that had appeared when Flash woke up was now slowly fading. Flash's breaths were short.
"The poison effects are kicking in," J'onn whispered.
"Poison? Oh...no...not that." Flash groaned softly. "I thought she loved me," he said again. Tears were starting to flow from Diana's eyes as Hawkgirl entered, also crying too.
"I can't stand it. I need to be here," she said. Nobody objected.
"It may be a relief for all of you to know that he still has 23 hours," Batman said, coming in.
"That's somewhat of a relief. What else did you find?" Superman asked calmly.
"Nothing else that would make me sleep a little sounder at night. The next few hours will be filled with intense pain in the abdomen and chest areas," Batman said, quietly. "So painful that I wouldn't be surprised if he screamed all through the night."
Superman sighed and glanced over at his young friend whose eyelids were slowly closing as he drifted off to sleep.
"Did you find the antidote?" He asked slowly.
"No," Batman said simply. "But we still have a chance for that." He did not look at Diana when saying it, but she knew he was talking about her.
Diana suddenly remembered her date. It was already 7. She hurried away to get ready.
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"Hi, babe," Fitzryers said, with his usual smirk. He had combed his hair back and looked very handsome, but Diana was so full of anger at him that she hardly noticed.
"Hi Daniel," she said, sweetly. She had worn a red dress which pinched her back but she didn't care. He had met her outside the entrance.
"You know...I really don't feel like taking in a movie...want to go to my house?" He asked casually.
"Yes," she said, trying to sound casual too, but it came out a little too eagerly. All of a sudden, she felt something that she hardly ever felt before. It was fear. She was scared at what would happen. She was scared at what she had to do for a young man that always annoyed her but at the same time had always had a special connection with her. She couldn't let the Flash die. She couldn't disappoint Batman. She had to do this. He opened the door to his Benz for her and they drove about five minutes before coming to a stop in front of a huge mansion. The inside was spectacular. Diana marveled at the huge, dangling chandelier in the entrance hall. He led her upstairs, and Diana knew all too well what he wanted to do.
They sat on his bed, not saying anything. Diana started a conversation and hoped that it would end with something useful.
"What would be your biggest turn-on?" She asked slowly, not looking at him, but outside the window. She could now feel him looking at her.
"The fact that a woman answers to no one, except her lover," he said, whispering the last part. "And yours?" She could feel him edging closer to her and she took a deep breath.
"I love it when men have a touch of evil in them. It makes them seem so rugged and macho," Diana said, thinking of words that men liked to be described by.
"Evil, you say?" He said slowly. "I guess it does make a man rugged and macho. So that must make me a god."
Diana felt so disgusted but managed to say, "Really? And what sort of evil?" She said, putting on a seductive voice finally looking at him.
"I found a new poison. It's been giving off that odour from my chips. And the best part is, I found a tester for it." He said, gleefully. There was a noise near the window, and they both looked up, but nothing was there. Diana knew that Fitzryers had sold the poison the Ultra-Humanite. He wanted to use it on Flash.
"Ohhhh you are soooo bad," Diana said fuming on the inside but smirking on the outside. "And I bet you are only one who knows the antidote, am I right?"
"You are right," he said, now very close to Diana. "It's so rare and expensive that not a lot of people would buy it anyways, except me, of course. It's called Cunctor and I have a bit of it right here..." He got up and went to the safe on his drawer. He opened it and held a small blue mineral in his hand.
"All you have to do is grind it into powder and dilute it and a small dose like this can cure someone who got a full blast of the poison," he said, standing smartly. "I happen to know Joker very well, and let's just say I help him with his work, unless, of course, that stupid Bat shows up. I've managed to slip by him many times, however..." He said, bragging. "He hasn't found out about my little counterfeiting scams, yet." "But enough of this talk," he said, putting the stone back into the safe. "I know you want me."
Diana almost puked right on the spot. Fitzryers was walking slowly towards her, unbuttoning his shirt. Before she knew it he was kissing her.
"No...Daniel...no! Stop! Get off me!" Diana tried to yell and push him off her. He held her hands tightly, so she couldn't move. Even then, she didn't want to surprise him with her super strength, so she resisted kicking him in the stomach and persisted struggling like a helpless fish.
"Oh, stop it. Just give in. I can't wait anymore, and besides...you like that little touch of evil..." He started to slip the straps off her dress. Without warning, there came a resounding crash. The Caped Crusader had broken through the glass and landed upright near them. He couldn't have had better timing, and Diana knew he had been sitting outside, listening to the whole conversation.
"The lady said to get off her, Fitzryers," Batman said. He had a look of pure hatred on his face.
"What's this?! Now you're peeping in on my private matters? You stupid Bat! I'm busy here, leave us alone." Although Fitzryers sounded confident, he had a look of terror on his face.
"Get off." Batman repeated once more, with an angry, gruff voice. Fitzryers jumped off the bed at once. Without warning, Batman slammed him against the wall and hoisted him up by his neck.
"Are you alright, ma'am?" He asked, without looking at Diana and maintaining a strong grip around Fitzryers, but not strangling him.
"It's ok, Batman. Thank you for your help. He was just being silly, though." Diana said, in an innocent voice. Batman apparently didn't care about her answer.
"I need the code to that safe. NOW." He added fiercely.
"Batman, I don't think the city would like knowing that you're a thief!" Fitzryers choked angrily. Diana noticed Batman's fingers tightening on his throat.
"I've already paid for it, thank you very much," Batman said again. "Give me the code."
Fitzryers gave up and told him the code. Batman carefully took the rock. Diana wanted to send him some sort of a thank you signal, but she didn't know how to make it unobvious. He looked at her for a moment and quietly slipped out the window. He was gone. Fitzryers was muttering curses under his breath.
"That idiot!" he said, massaging his neck. "I hate him so much!" Diana thought he sounded awfully like a little girl who was complaining about her older brother.
"Now," he said, turning to her. "Where were we?" "You were going to show me to the door and say goodnight," Diana said at once.
Fitzryers hung his head but obeyed. Diana felt on top of the world as she left. She did not sleep with him, the Justice League had the antidote, and Flash would be ok. Fitzryers even admitted to his counterfeiting scam. This was perfect.
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"Heya, Princess!" The Flash greeted her joyfully, as she entered the medical bay. Although he was still on the bed, he looked a lot better. The rest of the members were there too, except Batman. Diana was happy to see Flash well.
"How're you feeling?" She said.
"A lot better, thanks to you guys," he said. "I just hate the way the medication tasts. Can't they put in essence of strawberry in it or something? Even that Martian stuff was gross."
"Hey, it saved your life didn't it?" Lantern said, smiling. "And what's this I hear about the girl you love?"
The Flash's smile faded from his face. "You had to ask about that, didn't you?" He said, quietly, looking down at his hands.
"You said you thought she loved you. We need to know." Lantern said as quiet as the Flash.
Flash hesitated, but then opened his mouth to explain.
To be continued!